I wish I had all the fun college sports channels so that I can get to see the college games. I have been wondering if I can get in the Hunter's team as a graduate student. I don't know.
GO D.R.!!! You can do it!!
Friday, August 3, 2012
Spike It!
It's the Olympics!! The Dominican Republic made it for Volleyball and I couldn't be more excited. We are moving in to our new place, and I'm waking up at 4am so that I can get to watch the games online. It's been super exciting. Today the Dominican Republic plays against Great Britain - if the D.R. wins, there's still a chance that they will move on to the quarterfinals and hopefully eventually the finals.
I wish I had all the fun college sports channels so that I can get to see the college games. I have been wondering if I can get in the Hunter's team as a graduate student. I don't know.
GO D.R.!!! You can do it!!
I wish I had all the fun college sports channels so that I can get to see the college games. I have been wondering if I can get in the Hunter's team as a graduate student. I don't know.
GO D.R.!!! You can do it!!
Monday, July 30, 2012
I wanna dance...
And so, after spending sometime with Mi Cariño's family, we're back in New York! And to celebrate, why not a road trip?! To Atlantic City!! To see Enrique Iglesias and Jennifer Lopez in concert. We headed out early morning (not too early), Cesar drove, Laura regaled us with fun stories, and Mi Cariño and I lounged in the back seat, praying that we'd make it to AC in one piece. If you've ever been in the car when he's driving, you know what I mean.
But we made it! And we got to enjoy some time at a Casino, at one of the famous Atlantic City Buffets, and of course, the Atlantic City Boardwalk.
What a great feeling to dip your toes in the sand and smell the cool refreshing sea air. I would throw more cliches at you, but there's no need! You get the gist. Then, off to the concert!
Funny beginnings all over: first, Cesar and I sat and saved the wrong seats, and had to have an unfortunate situation with some of them Jersey people where we thought we were right and they were all like "Nah huh," and so we had to make our way further from the stage. BUT, all good since it was still a great view, and a good group of people around us. We managed to go in after the opening act, which was good since none of us were interested in him.
Then Enrique came on. At first, Mi Cariño and I were miffed at the inclination that Enrique was opening for Jennifer - after all, we all know that whomever sings last holds the power! But man, did he prove that his heart wasn't in it. It wasn't so different from his concert in MSG really - just this one was worse. And shorter, of course. But really, just worse. He did the whole "pull a guy from the audience" bit he loves doing. Boring as hell. Then, he continued to do the thing where he expects the audience to sing every one of his songs because he's too lazy to actually sing them himself. I mean, really. It was travesty.
But then, Jennifer came on. And trust, I'm not the biggest Jennifer Lopez fan - hell, I still have nightmares from having to sit through one of her movies back in 2001 when I was attempting to woo someone, again, and again, again. I never thought the woman was an artist, I always thought she was a good businesswoman. But tonight, I've learned she's a show woman as well, because her set made the trip and the entrance fee totally worth it.
Don't get me wrong, she still can't sing. But she has songs that cater to her voice, and she sang all the way through - none of that mumbo jumbo of giving the audience the microphone every two seconds. I paid to hear her sing, and sing she did. And dance. Through almost every single song she danced, and kept the energy going, singing the stuff that made her famous.
After, Cesar managed to drive us back into town in the pitch of darkness in much less time than it took us to get there, and that's even with a pit stop. I'm usually pretty good at putting up with his driving unscathed, but boy did my heart live in my throat that entire ride. We made it home safe though, and am now ready for the last run towards the finish line: I've handed in my resignation, and will be ending my time at StoryCorps in 22 days. For now, thanks to Cease, Laura, and Mi Cariño for an excellent day.
What a great feeling to dip your toes in the sand and smell the cool refreshing sea air. I would throw more cliches at you, but there's no need! You get the gist. Then, off to the concert!
Funny beginnings all over: first, Cesar and I sat and saved the wrong seats, and had to have an unfortunate situation with some of them Jersey people where we thought we were right and they were all like "Nah huh," and so we had to make our way further from the stage. BUT, all good since it was still a great view, and a good group of people around us. We managed to go in after the opening act, which was good since none of us were interested in him.
Then Enrique came on. At first, Mi Cariño and I were miffed at the inclination that Enrique was opening for Jennifer - after all, we all know that whomever sings last holds the power! But man, did he prove that his heart wasn't in it. It wasn't so different from his concert in MSG really - just this one was worse. And shorter, of course. But really, just worse. He did the whole "pull a guy from the audience" bit he loves doing. Boring as hell. Then, he continued to do the thing where he expects the audience to sing every one of his songs because he's too lazy to actually sing them himself. I mean, really. It was travesty.
But then, Jennifer came on. And trust, I'm not the biggest Jennifer Lopez fan - hell, I still have nightmares from having to sit through one of her movies back in 2001 when I was attempting to woo someone, again, and again, again. I never thought the woman was an artist, I always thought she was a good businesswoman. But tonight, I've learned she's a show woman as well, because her set made the trip and the entrance fee totally worth it.
Don't get me wrong, she still can't sing. But she has songs that cater to her voice, and she sang all the way through - none of that mumbo jumbo of giving the audience the microphone every two seconds. I paid to hear her sing, and sing she did. And dance. Through almost every single song she danced, and kept the energy going, singing the stuff that made her famous.
After, Cesar managed to drive us back into town in the pitch of darkness in much less time than it took us to get there, and that's even with a pit stop. I'm usually pretty good at putting up with his driving unscathed, but boy did my heart live in my throat that entire ride. We made it home safe though, and am now ready for the last run towards the finish line: I've handed in my resignation, and will be ending my time at StoryCorps in 22 days. For now, thanks to Cease, Laura, and Mi Cariño for an excellent day.
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